TheebMansa - Free Flow Dlo Lyrics

I'm southern born, southern raised
I'm observing my competition, preparing a few graves
Quickly knocking out those who chasing clout
You've been appraised, you ain't worth what you talk about
Claims of moving in silence but seek attention
That's a contradiction
But I pay them no mind unless my name is mentioned
Then I send them packing
It's the bottom of the 9th inning
That streaks of winning has ended , youre getting cold
But my bat stays hot like black women
So even with strikes in time I'll be mimicked
Straightforward to the point I supply
Queens under pressure
(I let yall gimmick)
I don't need steroids to enhance my treasure
I'm clutch even in the seasons I'm off
(Balls over the wall)
Fielding and swinging with power, fear the crack of the bat
You're plotting to keep me from home
And scoring
(Yall corny)
I see it in your eyes when I'm at the plate
From the beginning you've been filled with hate
I won't hesitate to steal
(yeah you know it's real)
But If you knew me, you'd know there ain't no hateration in my dancery
But I only unite with the likeminded
The rest can stay several par secs away
I'm waring with stars, but I stand cause I'm brave
These fools talking no limit but your hustle they try to sabotage
That's the opposite of the master plan
(empty talk)
You best peep the con
It should be if I shine, you shine ,the team grinds
But it ain't always the case ,some try to deceive the jedi mind
Thinking they're the chancellor
(But they're more like that jar jar binks character)
I did the math once I wised up
I started separating the chaff from the wheat
The weak feel defeat
I never heard from them since I stopped being the first to speak
I needed reciprocation if I'm a friend of thee
Otherwise I'm exhausted, gotta conserve my energy
Like peace, see ya ,I wouldn't want to be ya
That's classic slang, but it rings like church bells
(Truth)
So if it's goodbye,it's a f*ck you,or wish you well
To you hoe cakes,I bring the MF DOOM
(Yall all cappin)
The stories you tell make me snooze
But once I'm done napping, I get to munching a pac ,man (you lose)
Now your whole crew ghost
Steel what I haul most
In something like a spaceship
That there a rig not a prevost
(Dig the setup)
If you're looking for me,keep ya head on, a swivel
Just like mafia and models that headshot is critical
Your position is pivotal
But you only see it as minimal
You want to be dirty but ya shook like ya fav drink of Sean Con
If beef is cooking, you become the broth in the won ton
Still saying (f*ck one time)
A sentiment continually revisited
So I tow the line like abolitionists
Tote the nine if they really wish
Tote a .22 that pokes no acupuncturist
Triple that to mark my route
(Silencing at least 66 before my exit)
Strong arm we flex them
Check them at the door like security
I got questions
Before you enter the community
I'll protect it by any means
Intelligent warriors is in my genes
With a few queens that ain't scared to get busy on the scene
Machetes, guns, and tings
Pray warriors that are quick to lay hands and Have you waking up from a deep dream
Pupils dialted due to specializing in this alchemy
So get from around we
If you acting mad strange
Treat these fools like loose change
Put them in the center
If we can't console
Whether silver or copper toned
Them various faces getting elbows for getting out of pocket
Somebody gotta lean on them
Let some bodies mal function via the eye socket
While we rebel on
Wavin' flag like K'naan or Catherine Flon
(Setting it off like Cecile from the Geechie Gullah Corridor)